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Just as Ink Yan went to borrow money from Zhang Ziyi, the kitchen was immediately divided into two factions. Ninety-nine percent of the chefs and their servants stood behind Fu Daheng and began to speak respectfully. The one who had the most outstanding performance was a young man.

He was a little older and looked to be in his late teens or early eighties. Square face, octagonal eyebrows. Under her thick and straight eyebrows were two beautiful phoenix eyes. Just looking at them made her feel indescribably noble. Moreover, he was born with red lips and white teeth, and he was dressed as white as Fu Datong. At first glance, I thought it was some otherworldly white ink painting that had fallen into the human world.

However, compared to the other party's refined appearance, this person was definitely capable of speaking. When he complimented her, not only were his mouth constantly filled with tricks, his hands were not idle either. On the tray, there was a small white porcelain bottle with a mouth the size of a palm. On the side of the tray, there was a small white porcelain bottle with a mouth the size of a palm. On the tray, there was a small white porcelain bottle with a mouth the size of a palm.

After Fu Dabao repeatedly rubbed his hands three times, he found that there was no longer any odor coming from the corridor. He took out a piece of pure white silk from his sleeve, and pressed on it to let Fu Dabao drink the remaining wine in his hand.

Ink Yan sniffed and smelled the rich aroma of the wine, it was close to the 1 tael of gold that the Molda Branch had once received from Murong Nan, and was probably also one of the alcohol, Norman Kangdi. She then looked at Fu Dabao, who was peacefully enjoying his disciple's 5 star service, and couldn't help but have a hint of ridicule in her eyes.

Other than the capital, the scene in front of their eyes was filled with the chaos of the war. Most commoners were unable to eat their fill or wear warm clothes, yet when the imperial kitchens were opened, they actually used a tael of gold to wash their hands? And it was to remove the smell from his hands?

At this moment, Fu Dabao, who had enjoyed a VIP leveled VIP service, praised the young man.

"Homer, you are so meticulous!"

"You used wine well, and you were willing to part with your silk cloth. What's more, you are from a noble Mu Family, and also the heir of the Mu Family. How could you actually lower yourself to serve me and learn from me?" You can imagine that your future accomplishments will definitely be far beyond mine. "

Homer bowed, maintained his humble smile, and said in a low voice, "Thank you, Master, for your praise."

"The main purpose of the Mu Family was to know about this. I will be extremely grateful to Master for giving me this opportunity to develop."

Hearing this, Mo Yan was confused again.

In his memory, he still remembered the four noble families. Murong, Duanmu, Nangong, and Nan Guo. One of them, Duanmu, was the Mu Clan that Fu Dabao had spoken of. The current head of the family was called Duanmu Zhong and held a position in the Board of Justice. He was the head of the Board of Justice. There was a legitimate son under his name, Duanmu Ze. Now, he should be 15 years old.

Could it be that this Homer in front of him was the original Duanmu Clan's Duanmu Ze?

However, Ink Yan was still unable to understand one thing.

The Duanmu family was still serving in the imperial court, and Duanmu Zhong was the head of the Ministry of Justice. At this time, not only did he not properly train his son at home and inherit his father's inheritance, he even allowed his pampered son to come out and become the disciple of the number one chef of the Forbidden City.

Had Duanmu Zhong's brain been kicked by a donkey?

At this time, Homer Wells, who had already cleaned up his master, turned around and looked at Ink Yan, her eyes filled with indescribable familiarity. On the surface, he only looked at her with the eyes of someone of the same generation or even the same sex. In reality, under the observation that everyone else thought it was normal, it was as if he was looking through the ink cloud at her hiding in another place.

A man she knew better than she had before her transmigration. The girl from the Mo family who had truly died with the Mo family.

Soon after, Ink Yan heard Homer pick up the guy and said that it had been a long time since the royal kitchen had been so lively. She hoped that they would meet again in the future.

"He's really crazy!"

"Why do you only blink when you're a perfectly fine man?"

Could it be? Was he the legendary descendant of the Broken Back Mountain? Then, suddenly, he turned around and saw himself, disguised as a woman?

At that time, all of the goosebumps on her skin rose up. She instinctively rubbed her arms, thinking that she must keep her distance from this ass-kissing guy called Homer!

Who knew, "Aiyo!", from outside the door suddenly came a scream of pain!

Everyone was almost stunned to see Homer Wells, who had walked out the door earlier, being carried back to the kitchen like a chick by the back of his collar. Pa, he dropped to the ground. His first sentence was actually a tone of accountability.

"Excuse me, is it that blind bastard who actually bullied my brother-in-law in the area protected by my brother?"

The entire royal kitchen was frozen, over a hundred pairs of eyes staring at the uninvited guest.

"Zhao Xiaoyun!"

She did not need to turn her head to shout.

Fu Dabao, who was standing at the scene with confidence, suddenly had his face darken!

If one were to say which servant in the Forbidden City could compare with the Hao Ye Clan in front of His Majesty, then the only person left in the Forbidden City was the crown prince's commander, Zhang Ziyi! Because of his upright character and hardworking personality, he would never give in to the practice of being a vassal in the government. He was still 100% loyal to his lord.

Thus, at times, His Majesty would instead be more inclined to believe the truth that Zhang Ziye had discovered.

Oh my god! How could this' 49 'provoke such a strong backer?

Also, what's wrong with this brother-in-law?

This way, Fu Dabao had no choice but to start to be careful, and he looked at Mo Yan with an extra sense of seriousness.

However, compared to the cautious Fu Dabao, Ink Yan didn't seem to be happy to see her old acquaintance in the imperial kitchens. After shouting at him, he pulled back his face and roared in rage.

"Zhao Xiaoyun, what's your name?"

"Didn't I tell you to wait obediently outside the Imperial City?" Who gave you the guts to come into the kitchen? "

When Zhao Xiaoyun heard this, the momentum he had just mustered collapsed and he instantly switched to a flattering expression. He rubbed his hands together as he approached Ink Yan, carefully accompanying her in her laughter as he spoke.

"Now, aren't you rich!" He was about to enter the palace to eat and drink. The status and income have greatly increased. "

"People all say that this person is like a chicken or dog that ascends to heaven. [I was running errands for you before, didn't I also benefit from your presence? Did you get let in by the soldiers guarding the door?] "Howl …"

Even though Zhao Xiaoyun spoke in a very humble manner, her expression could even be said to be extremely despicable. In this situation, normal people should not bother about it anymore. However, even though the scene in front of her eyes was so shocking, she maintained a look of disdain as she coldly snorted out a single syllable.

"Scram!"

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